Rise Now, Men Of The West

Little girls. At a concert. Blown apart. Hair and skin and body parts. Rejoicing in the mosques. Little girls.

A rage so dark it blots the sun
A rage so dark it takes a gun
To quench the blood lust every one
Has for the Muslim scum
A bullet dipped in bacon fat
Back of the head and that is that
In flaming hell is where he’s at
And many more to come
We look to rage filled Christian men
To seek out Muslims in their den
And see the Earth is clean again
By killing all, not some
Little girls, a blood lust rage
Lock all Muslims in a cage
Write their names on every page
Then count the slaughtered sum

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